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Post by matches on Aug 11, 2006 0:32:11 GMT -5
Les looked around and pointed to himself "are...are you guys talkin' to me?" He wasn't sure on whether or not to run or stay.
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Post by firecracker on Aug 11, 2006 0:35:20 GMT -5
Firecracker snorted. Once again, an understatement. While she enjoyed teasing and taunting everybody, it was a treat when she managed to push Pie Eater--her 'friend's'--buttons. So far, the boy had been involved in a food fight, poured milk over, had his pants stolen from under his nose, been tricked into shoving a bunk partway through a window in the Lodging House, and ended up sopping wet twice. No, the Manhattan newsboy was a special target.
"Ah, trust me, it is," she stated with a smirk. "Yer lookin' at Manhattan's Most Wanted Mischief Maker. Creator of mischief and mirth since 1899, at yer service."
As Les appeared, she grinned, moitoning for the boy to sit down. A small smirk curled her lips.
"Davey's bruddah, right?" she asked. "Yeah, we's was talkin' 'bout ya. Nothin' bad, I...oh, wait can't assure ya it wasn't bad." she winked.
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Post by matches on Aug 11, 2006 0:38:46 GMT -5
"oh...well the name is Les...nice to meetcha....ummm What were ya names again?"
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Post by Prince on Aug 11, 2006 0:42:31 GMT -5
"I'm Prince," she said with a good natured smile, but in a low pitch to hide her girlyness... she's beentalking with a deep voice this whole time. "Leadah of Queens," she added. "Ya bruddah knows me, but I ain't sure if we evah met.
Prince just kept smiling at Fire as well. Sounds like a handful... she wondered what Jack found of the young girl trouble maker.
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Post by matches on Aug 11, 2006 0:43:48 GMT -5
"no i dont think we have met, nice to meet you Prince."
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Post by firecracker on Aug 11, 2006 0:48:01 GMT -5
"Firecracker, nice ta meet 'cha, Les," Fire stated with a smirk. "Oh, beleive me, Davey knows me..."
The two were always bickering. Probably because their personalities were so different. They were slight enemies, even, though--knowing David--they weren't truely, downright mean to eachother. They just didn't get along, though tryed to be civil...An amazing feat for Firecracker, who hardly had a reputation for controling herself, especially with her temper.
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Post by Prince on Aug 11, 2006 1:22:53 GMT -5
Prince smiled at the boy and nodded. But her curiousity wwas interested when Firecracker brought up that she knew Dave.
Of course it made sense. The Mischeif maker of Manhattan, and the Brains and Mouth as well? Well... heh, no wonder there was a mischevious spark in her eye. She kept her thoughts to herself and turned her eyes back to the boy. "Very pleased to meet you as well, Les."
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Post by matches on Aug 11, 2006 9:12:50 GMT -5
Les finsihed his apple and tossed to core into the trash can near by. He tipped his hat and took off for home.
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Post by Jack Kelly on Aug 11, 2006 12:04:06 GMT -5
(*ahem..someone is waiting for a david post *ahem me*  ) Jack smirked lopsidedly as he saw Prince and Firecracker talking. Walking up to the two girls, he put his arms around their shoulders. "Now what are two lovely ladies like you doin' here all by your lonesome?" He was a bit worried about Prince being in 'hattan again. She was tempting fate with her father, he feared. He wanted her safe, and her being in 'hattan wasn't helping. |
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Post by firecracker on Aug 11, 2006 13:55:12 GMT -5
(Heh...writer's block with Davey. *pokes David muse*)
"Hidin' from you, 'a course," Firecracker retorted easily. "Looks like our plan didn't work, though."
She took another bite of her orange, which, sadly enough, was almost gone. Her light green eyes flickered to Les, watching the boy run off, and she realized she hadn't seen David since the incident in the Lodging House. The Manhattan newsgirl shrugged it off. They were hardly what you would consider 'friends,' and so she didn't really care where the 'Walkin' Mouth' had ran off to at the moment.
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Post by Prince on Aug 12, 2006 14:11:27 GMT -5
"Well, we tried," Prince said with a smirk continuing on Firecracker's joke.
She then turned her attention to a new topic. "You look pretty happy... what's got you grinnin' like a cat? Kill a Delancey or somethin'?" she said chuckling a little. Heaven knows that simply doing that would make almost any newsie smile. Even giving one of them a bloody nose could make them happy for at the very least a day.
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Post by Jack Kelly on Aug 13, 2006 14:15:48 GMT -5
Jack laughed at Fire. "Yeah...I wish my otha kids would try and avoid me...always mini crisis with them. I'd say they should be more like ya, Fire--but that would probably end with me being dead by sarcasm."
"...war's completely over. I molified Spot." He was still a bit bitter about the fact that he had to be the one to do it. "Not that I shoulda' been the one to apologize for keepin' secrets for him." He cared for Prince, but he still wasn't happy about the stuff her and Ace kept from him.
"...and Prince. Shouldn't ya be in Queens?" Shouldn't you be away from your father so you are safe? He had a feeling the girl was going to try his sanity.
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Post by Prince on Aug 13, 2006 15:12:28 GMT -5
Prince smiled when Jack said officially that the war was over. It wasn't that long ago that she'd been talking to Dazzle saying that someone needed to do just what Jack had done! Though, she felt sorta bad that Jack had apologized... she shoulda done something after all. She just didn't think Spot would listen to her. She was still glad that Jack had done it in the end.
But, her face fell the second Jack said she needed to be in Queens, she knew what he meant. "I'll be fine," she reassured him. "Trust me, lookin' like dis, actin' like I am, no one's da wiser. I ain't met an adult yet who knows I'm a goil and personally it ain't somethin' dat I intend ta do." She sighed a little, mostly because she knew Jack was right, she shouldn't be in Manhattan.
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Post by firecracker on Aug 13, 2006 16:16:51 GMT -5
"If more people in da woild were like me, we'd all have ourselves a poifect liddle woild," Firecracker stated with a grin, mock cocky before sighing, "Ah well, not everybody can be poifect."
She cocked an eyebrow as Jack announced the end of the war. It was about time! A smirk grew on her features. She could finally go through all the boroughs without having to worry about getting soaked. At Prince's and Jack's small arguement, she decided it was time to go. Give the two leaders--and she suspected couple...it just seemed like it--some space. Finishing off the last of her orange, she collected her papers, standing up.
"I'se 'ill leave ya two to woik dat out. I havta sell or Kloppman will be chewing me off 'bout not paying the rent...again," tipping her hat, she made her way back among the crowd, shouting out something about a "Dead shark found in da Harlem River! Are more 'a dese beasties plaguing our water sources?!"
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Post by Jack Kelly on Aug 14, 2006 20:41:10 GMT -5
Jack laughed. "No we can't all be perfect, Fire. But we'll all try and be like ya." He laughed and watched her walk off before turning his attention back to Prince.
Slipping his arm from her shoulders to her waist he kissed the top of her head quickly so that no one would see, then pulled back. "...if you are sure, then I'm not gonna question it."
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